Текст песни Адыл Ибрагимов - Ваххабит

You called me a fan
Radically looking at the world
And for you I Mujahedin with a gun
And if all of you shooting me

I am a rebel for you and the ignorant
Who lived in the Middle Ages Wahhabis
And to me the whole shahid clothing
I am for you a clear enemy terrorist

And you are my slave wife
As if I do not give them the right to
Do not they have tasted the sweetness of life
And to wrap up their veil

There is no fun in my quiet houses
The birthday and New Year
After all, this is for you all if wildly
Like I oppress the people

Well, listen to what I tell you
Give me a word here and now
Not to be rude to you
But the hour of explanation

Better let I be a Wahhabi
How like your husband an alcoholic
In Taharat I go I'm clean
And I do not go naked drunk !!!

I do not wear rings and chains
Do not I look at night football
I do not suffer from pain in the kidneys I
I do not run from the problems I have friends

His grief not break the wine
And beer does not spend coins
I like to respect their wives
Do not cry do not go to lunch stake

You called me a fan
Radically looking at the world
And for you I Mujahedin with a gun
And if all of you shooting me

I am a rebel for you and the ignorant
Who lived in the Middle Ages Wahhabis
And to me the whole shahid clothing
I am for you a clear enemy of the terrorist ...